Dearest heart,
I know you are in pain...
Talking stars, talking stars
You make my thoughts transcend...
The setting of this poem:
Walking on the grass...
Our love is eternal, our love will last.
Your face is always just within grasp...
A kiss is pure bliss,
But your kiss is madness...
Sitting in her corner, blood shot eyes.
Watching darkness surpass the light...
I feel your cool hands,
and soft breath on my neck...